<h4>Chapter 83: Memorial Diamonds [2]: The plot unfolds</h4>
Noah''s POV(point of view) :
With each sh against the werewolf, my body was propelled through the air, only tond forcefully on the ground.
But I refused to relent, employing strategic leaps and rolls to swiftly reengage inbat.
As if the werewolf wasn''t enough, the constant barrage of arrows from the vexatious vampiress added to the annoyance factor.
"Huuut!"— I eximed, springing back a distance of fifteen meters, executing a series of backflips to create further separation between us.
Observing my efforts to create distance, they attempted to close in on me.
In an act ofmand, I held out my left palm, uttering the word, "Stop."
Miraculously, both the werewolf and the vampiress obeyed mymand, freezing in their tracks.
''What are they... fools? Why would they stop?''
Damn... I can''t believe they actually listened . Well, whatever works, I suppose?
Swiftly shifting my weapons, I retrieved my bow from my dimensional bracelet.
While Icked arrows, I wasn''t concerned.
The Sris Amulet possessed numerous capabilities, with two being particrly significant: defense and crowd control.
By discarding the Sris Armor, I could unlock the power of the Sris Arrow(The CC aspect)
Krrk! —the bow made a sound as I pulled back the bowstring.
Even though it was empty, I took aim at the vampiress and the werewolf as they stood frozen before me, most likely confused by my strange actions.
With intent, I swiftly discarded the beautiful golden armor that adorned my body.
A powerful golden glow emanated from the Sris armor, filling the entire area with light. It was as if the sun itself had descended.
Soon, the glowing armor burst into golden fiery particles and small fragments that floated in the air. And along with that, the fervent brilliance receded, unveiling a manifestation of ethereal golden butterflies that materialized from the fiery motes of my Sris Armor.
A myriad of incandescent creatures fluttered throughout the lobby, as if infused with life''s vivacity. Countless butterflies adorned the space. A beautiful kaleidoscope.
One particr specimen gracefully settled upon the palm of the vampiress.
Her inquisitive voice rising as she questioned, "A butter...fly?"
Enigmatic wisps of golden sand tendrils wafted from it, resembling ethereal wisps of smoke, exuding an ethereal yet captivating beauty.
Sadly, this very butterfly soon dissipated into golden motes, fading away into the ephemeral air, alongside its winged counterparts.
The kaleidoscope of beauty devoured by absence.
As the mystical disy reached its climax, a breathtaking transformation urred within my grasp.
From my fingertips that delicately held the bowstring, a radiant arrow materialized, beginning as a soft glow and gradually solidifying into a magnificent form.
The arrow emitted tendrils of res like wisps of smoke, its tip stunningly crafted into a golden lotus made of shimmering energy, rather than metal.
I released the string, propelling the arrow forward.
"Dodge!" —urged the vampiress, her voice filled with urgency.
They were unsure of the nature of my attack, but the borate buildup hinted that evading it would be the wisest choice, instead of attempting to intercept it head-on.
Regrettably for them, it was toote. Dodging is not an option.
Once the Sris arrow is released from the bow, it possesses an unstoppable force. Thews of the universe do not allow for evasion or interception.
As the Sris arrow made contact with the ground beneath them, a remarkable transformation happened.
A colossal lotus, resembling delicate ss yet emanating a breathtaking red glow, materialized from the floor with an otherworldly presence.
It enveloped the bodies of both the vampiress and the werewolf, ensnaring them within its radiant embrace.
The petals of the lotus began to intertwine, binding their limbs and ensnaring them further, transforming the luminous flower into an inescapable cage.
"What is this?!"—eximed the werewolf with a tone filled with revulsion.
On the other hand the vampiress bore an intense gaze, clearly vexed by my actions. Yet, she was not the only one who stared at me.
Other onlookers, including Aeravat and the remaining witnesses, observed the spectacle with a mix of astonishment and awe.
Rather than directly responding to the werewolf''s inquiry, I steadily advanced towards him, each step resonating through the lobby.
Step—Step—Step.
In the midst of my approach, I retrieved a massive, metallic object closely resembling an ostrich egg from my dimensional bracelet.
The glimmering artifact held an air of intrigue as I continued my deliberate stride.
Step by step, the reverberation of my footsteps engulfed the room, capturing the undivided attention of all present.
In a swift motion, I threw the egg upward, witnessing its remarkable metamorphosis. The once enigmatic artifact reshaped itself, forming into an unfamiliar and peculiar gun, right before my eyes. As it descended, I deftly caught it in my grasp, revealing its true identity: the neuroschok ster.
Aware of my own limitations, I understood that my physical strength alone would not be sufficient to kill the vampiress or the werewolf, even with the aid of the Desesperación dagger.
I mean, I''m (F) rank, and they are like (C+). There''s a huge difference. The only reason I was able to fight them on an equal footing was due to my insane regeneration and the battle mode fighting skills of Nano that far surpassed theirs.
Their mana coating enveloped them, making them almost impervious to harm. However, I devised a strategy to circumvent this obstacle.
By first incapacitating their nervous systems with the neuroschok ster, I could effectively render them unable to utilize mana. In doing so, their mana coating would inevitably dissipate, consequently allowing me a greater chance to kill them.
But, my intention was not to simply paralyze them with the sole purpose of ending their lives.
No.
I had a different motive.
I wanted to extract information, but it was evident that they wouldn''t willingly cooperate if given the chance to move freely or escape.
By rendering them immobile, they would have no choice but to answer me unless they preferred facing their deaths.
Taking aim with my gun, I pulled the trigger.
Though nothing visible emerged from the weapon, I knew that my objective had been aplished as their bodies jerked in response to the shot.
A surge of intense electricity was injected in them, effectively obliterating their neuralworks.
Now, they can''t move.
As the effects of the Sris arrow gradually faded away, the lotus flower finally receded, allowing their stiffened bodies to copse onto the floor—Thud.
"What have you done to us?!" eximed the vampiress, her voiceced with panic, as she struggled toprehend her immobility.
"I''m trapped! I can''t move! What''s going on?!" the werewolf pleaded, his face pressed against the floor in disbelief.
In response, I retrieved the Desesperación dagger from my pocket and hurled it to the ground. Unfortunately, they were unable to lift their heads to witness the weapon''s presence. They werepletely paralyzed by this point.
I hunched down, clutching their hair and raising their heads to confront the de.
"Recognize this?" I asked.
The Vampiress''s eyes quivered as they fixated on the weapon.
"Desesperación Dagger..." she managed to respond, her usually aggravating tone reced with a touch of formality.
Locking eyes with the werewolf, I projected what I hoped was a chilling and threatening tone. I had no clue how to be truly intimidating, but I pressed on. "If you don''t answer my questions, I won''t hesitate to plunge this dagger into her throat."
I tried to contort my gaze into a more fearsome expression, but I fear I only managed to look cringe-worthy. Oh well, who really cares anyway?
"Alright, human. I''ll give you what you want, but swear you won''t y us once I''ve answered", the werewolf demanded.
I nodded firmly, my gaze unwavering. "You have my word. I won''t harm you."
The werewolf paused for a moment, collecting his thoughts. His eyes darted around, uncertain of the consequences of his forting revtion.
"I''ll ask this only once. Answer me truthfully, and your lives shall be spared. But dawdle or deceive, and I won''t hesitate to put an end to your existence right here. Don''t test my patience", I asserted, hoping to instill some fear into my words.
He nodded slowly, a gulp escaping his throat involuntarily. It seemed he understood the gravity of the situation. Excellent.
"Three questions . Why did youunch the attack in Geniva? Who orchestrated this operation? Was it a pre- nned attack?"
"We targeted Geniva to seize potential heroes of the future. We were aware that today was the scheduled arrival of the students from Arcanum des Academy. This operation was devised as aprehensive scheme, and we operated as an independent unit under Sir Mikhail. Our group was tasked with abducting students while Sir Mikhail created chaos in oder to divert Central Union''s attention. The person who issued our orders goes by the name Aleksandr. He serves as an informant for Tal groups."
Tal groups?
Mikhail?
Confusion washed over me, causing an involuntary frown to appear on my face.
''Abduct students? I thought their purpose was to eliminate them'', I pondered, a bewildering thought crossing my mind.
"Why the need for abduction?" I questioned, seeking further rification.
The werewolf responded, his voice filled with an earnest plea for trust, "They turn living humans into memorial diamonds. It''s something to do with taking orders from a higher-ranking criminal organization. I swear, I don''t know much beyond that!"
The mention of "memorial diamonds" triggered a squint in my eyes, not specifically directed at the werewolf, but rather reflecting my confusion and attempts toprehend the peculiar concept.
Nano detected my confusion and provided me with further information—[Memorial diamonds areb-grown diamonds created using carbon derived from humans or pet animals].
These revtion were overwhelming, as it delved into details I had never wrote in the novel.
I had no idea that the plot I wrote as a fun was so intricately crafted in real life.
Emotions within me started to shift even before I could fullyprehend them.
My tone unintentionally transformed into a chilling demeanor as I inquired, "And who exactly is Mikhail?"
"He is a King ranked vampire"—this time the vampiress answered instead of the werewolf.
"No need for you to answer", I snapped, my hand instinctively rising to deliver a resounding p across the her cheek, leaving my imprint behind. "Keep your mouth shut."
Redirecting my gaze towards the werewolf, I activated my [Perception] skill, closely examining him.
Based on my analysis, it appeared that he was telling the truth.
Abruptly, a sound reverberated through the air, apanied by an authoritative voice that interrupted my ongoing inquiry. "This is the Central Union! Stay where you are!" spoke a gruff man, joined by several others donning the recognizable uniform of the CU.
They positioned themselves in front of Aeravat and the others, an unwavering presence shielding them from harm. Among the group, I noticed healers attending to their wounds.
The Central Union conveniently arrives just in the nick of time to rescue the main characters just like in the story.
But how did they manage to enter without me noticing?
Ignoring their presence, I shifted my attention back to the vampiress, locking my gaze with her eyes.
Her expression morphed into one of horror, seemingly sensing something unsettling.
Without hesitation, I swiftly plunged my dagger into her throat, crimson blood erupting from the wound as she coughed and struggled to breathe.
"You said you wouldn''t harm us", the werewolf uttered calmly, though his tone masked underlying shock and lingering sorrow that could erupt at any moment.
"I lied", I responded tly before vanishing from the scene, teleporting away.